After leaving the Bay of Islands, our journey continued North along the coastal roads and our destination being Kerikeri. Once again, the roads were windy and isolated, we rarely came across other vehicles. The scenery was pretty amazing. For miles and miles all you can see is huge hills and mountains full of trees, massive valleys with forestry and the occasional house dotted about with breathtaking views. It was like being in the middle of nowhere until you suddenly come across a small community of wooden built homes and a dairy (corner shop/news agents) or a campsite. We reached Kerikeri which is a quaint little sleepy town and proudly contains the oldest stone house and oldest wooden house in New Zealand. Chris was having withdrawal symptoms from being around wood framed houses for so long so we had to take a look inside the stone building.
We continued until we got to Doubtless Bay, where we slept for the night.